Du Haiyi glanced at her angrily: "What do you think is the magic elixir?"
After hearing this, Luo Ke smiled awkwardly: "Uh... haha, are you hungry? How about... let me cook you some porridge?"
"Yeah!" Du Haiyi nodded.
"Wait for me for a while, it may take a long time." After Luo Ke finished speaking, he left.
Looking at Luo Ke's leaving figure, Du Haiyi's heart suddenly became extremely soft. Du Haiyi didn't dislike this Luo Ke at all.
Then, why did she do this three years ago?
Du Haiyi couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking, got up, and walked to the study.
After taking stomach medicine, it seemed to be relieved and the pain was not so bad.
Luo Ke was cooking porridge below, which alerted Zhang Ma. Zhang Ma walked out of the room in a daze, went to the kitchen and saw that it was Luo Ke. She hurriedly walked over: "Miss Luo, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
What, let me cook it for you."
"I'm sorry, Mom Zhang, did I wake you up because I made too much noise? Mr. Du has a stomachache. I'll make him some porridge. You can go to sleep. I'm here with you." Luo Ke said with a smile.
"I'll do it, I'll do it, you go and rest." Zhang Ma was very enthusiastic.
However, he was still rejected by Luo Ke: "It's okay, I'll come, I'll be fine."
Seeing that Luo Ke persisted, Zhang Ma gave it up and thought: Mr. Du will probably eat the porridge cooked by Miss Luo.
"Then I'll stay with you here." Zhang Ma didn't dare to leave.
Seeing Zhang Ma insisting, Luo Ke let her go.
Zhang's mother looked at Luo Ke's skilled look and asked with a smile: "Have you done housework before?"
Luo Ke nodded: "Yes, when I lived alone in the past, I had to cook by myself."
"Oh, virtuous." Zhang Ma praised, but Luo Ke felt embarrassed: "Basically, women can do it, it's nothing."
Luo Ke cooked the porridge, looked at Zhang Ma kindly and said, "Zhang Ma, thank you for staying with me. You can go to bed quickly."
"Okay!" Zhang Ma likes Luo Ke very much. She is polite and does not have the squeamishness or arrogance of other women.
When Luo Ke carried a large bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge upstairs, he found that the study light was on and the door was open. He walked over and found, sure enough, Du Haiyi was in the study.
Luo Ke stood at the door, holding porridge, and knocked on the door. Du Haiyi looked a little distracted. My dear wife, cooking supper in the middle of the night, what a warm scene?
Du Haiyi was suddenly frightened by such a terrible thought: "Come in."
With a tender look on his face, Luo Ke came in with porridge and put it on the desk: "How is your stomach? Does it still hurt?"
Du Haiyi nodded: "Yes, it still hurts."
"Drink some porridge to warm your stomach and make you feel better." Luo Ke looked at him with concern.
Du Haiyi suddenly enjoyed her concern and nodded slightly: "Yes."
Lowering his head to drink the porridge, it was neither salty nor bland, very thick, very thick, and tasted very good. Du Haiyi suddenly fell in love with it. He raised his head, and his deep eyes had a glint that was unreadable: "You... cooked it
?”
Luo Ke nodded: "Yeah."
"Well, not bad." Du Haiyi nodded with satisfaction.
Luo Ke breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Du Haiyi would cause trouble again.
When Du Haiyi was outside, although there were groups of women, all kinds of women, but no matter how chic, beautiful, and watched he was outside, he was still alone when he got home.
.
Sometimes, when he looked at Han Mi and Shangguan Rong, Han Ningmeng and Fu Haoran, Shangguan Peng and Cheng Ruirui, who looked like glue, sweet and happy, his heart was moved. Du Haiyi glanced at her angrily: "You
Do you think it’s a magic elixir?”
After hearing this, Luo Ke smiled awkwardly: "Uh... haha, are you hungry? How about... let me cook you some porridge?"
"Yeah!" Du Haiyi nodded.
"Wait for me for a while, it may take a long time." After Luo Ke finished speaking, he left.
Looking at Luo Ke's leaving figure, Du Haiyi's heart suddenly became extremely soft. Du Haiyi didn't dislike this Luo Ke at all.
Then, why did she do this three years ago?
Du Haiyi couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking, got up, and walked to the study.
After taking stomach medicine, it seemed to be relieved and the pain was not so bad.
Luo Ke was cooking porridge below, which alerted Zhang Ma. Zhang Ma walked out of the room in a daze, went to the kitchen and saw that it was Luo Ke. She hurriedly walked over: "Miss Luo, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
What, let me cook it for you."
"I'm sorry, Mom Zhang, did I wake you up because I made too much noise? Mr. Du has a stomachache. I'll make him some porridge. You can go to sleep. I'm here with you." Luo Ke said with a smile.
"I'll do it, I'll do it, you go and rest." Zhang Ma was very enthusiastic.
However, he was still rejected by Luo Ke: "It's okay, I'll come, I'll be fine."
Seeing that Luo Ke persisted, Zhang Ma gave it up and thought: Mr. Du will probably eat the porridge cooked by Miss Luo.
"Then I'll stay with you here." Zhang Ma didn't dare to leave.
Seeing Zhang Ma insisting, Luo Ke let her go.
Zhang's mother looked at Luo Ke's skilled look and asked with a smile: "Have you done housework before?"
Luo Ke nodded: "Yes, when I lived alone in the past, I had to cook by myself."
"Oh, virtuous." Zhang Ma praised, but Luo Ke felt embarrassed: "Basically, women can do it, it's nothing."
Luo Ke cooked the porridge, looked at Zhang Ma kindly and said, "Zhang Ma, thank you for staying with me. You can go to bed quickly."
"Okay!" Zhang Ma likes Luo Ke very much. She is polite and does not have the squeamishness or arrogance of other women.
When Luo Ke carried a large bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge upstairs, he found that the study light was on and the door was open. He walked over and found, sure enough, Du Haiyi was in the study.
Luo Ke stood at the door, holding porridge, and knocked on the door. Du Haiyi looked a little distracted. My dear wife, cooking supper in the middle of the night, what a warm scene?
Du Haiyi was suddenly frightened by such a terrible thought: "Come in."
With a tender look on his face, Luo Ke came in with porridge and put it on the desk: "How is your stomach? Does it still hurt?"
Du Haiyi nodded: "Yes, it still hurts."
"Drink some porridge to warm your stomach and make you feel better." Luo Ke looked at him with concern.
Du Haiyi suddenly enjoyed her concern and nodded slightly: "Yes."
Lowering his head to drink the porridge, it was neither salty nor bland, very thick, very thick, and tasted very good. Du Haiyi suddenly fell in love with it. He raised his head, and his deep eyes had a glint that was unreadable: "You... cooked it
?”
Luo Ke nodded: "Yeah."
"Well, not bad." Du Haiyi nodded with satisfaction.
Luo Ke breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Du Haiyi would cause trouble again.
When Du Haiyi was outside, although there were groups of women, all kinds of women, but no matter how chic, beautiful, and watched he was outside, he was still alone when he got home.
.
Sometimes, when he looked at Han Mi and Shangguan Rong, Han Ningmeng and Fu Haoran, Shangguan Peng and Cheng Ruirui, who looked like glue, sweet and happy, his heart was moved.